Luyện nghe bài hát Sonoraeath Row

Me and the boy's we cinched up our
And rode to Sonora last
Gun's proud, daring out loud
For anyone looking to

Card cheats and would run for their holes
When the from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street they named
death row

Mescal is at Amanda's saloon
For the from the old broken O
Saturday nights in the of Sonora
Are the best in all

They've got guitars and and sweet senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd never believe such a gay time
On the street called death row

Inside Amanda's we was a
With all of gals
I won some at seven card stud
So I was out doin' my

But the whiskey and mescal, peso
Drove me for some air
Somebody whispered, "Your life or money
I reached, but my gun there"

I woke up down in Amanda's back alley
Aware of the fool I had
to my pony, grabbed my Winchester
And entered Amanda's

I saw my partners twirling my pistols
And my money around
Blinded by anger, I the lever
And one of fell to the ground

Amanda's got silent like night in the
My friends in pure disbelief
Amanda was kneeling the dead cowboy
expressing her grief

And as I bowed my head a shot through me
My was still at my side
I my pockets, there was my money
I fell to my and I cried

A nightmare of is all that it was
For no one had me at all
I wish I was dreaming the of the gallows
They're testing outside the wall

And the mescal's free at Amanda's saloon
For the boy's the old broken O
I'd give a ransom to drink there
Be free of Sonora's row
Yes I'd give a ransom to drink today
Be free of death row